“Holiness is a contact sport”

“Holiness is a contact sport”

Reflections – week 5a

Welcome to week five of reflections inspired by my current small groups. Together with some of my favorite women, I’m exploring these books: Father’s House: The Path That Leads Home, and The Whole Language: The Power of Extravagant Tenderness. This is week five of eight. (Next week’s post will also be based on material from week 5—hence, this is 5a and next week will be 5b).
I’m finding joy here, and I’m pleased you’re with me on this journey.

As a good Millennial, I’m not much for limits. Limits feel like judgements. They make life smaller; make me smaller. Any good proponent of limits would tell you that healthy limits actually open up possibilities. Could be. I’m not there yet. I’m still shedding layers of limits that have gripped me too tight. When I come across this question in Father’s House, it triggers my limit-aversion: “Do you think you can ‘fall from Grace’? Read Galatians 5:1-4.”1 Falling from grace definitely does not fit in my paradigm of an expansive God, a Love big enough to hold everything. But okay, I’ll read Galatians 5:1-4.

It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery. Mark my words! I, Paul, tell you that if you let yourselves be circumcised, Christ will be of no value to you at all. Again I declare to every man who lets himself be circumcised that he is obligated to obey the whole law. You who are trying to be justified by the law have been alienated from Christ; you have fallen away from grace.

“Falling from grace” makes it sound like there’s a limit on grace. I look for a different angle, a way forward that’s not triggering. I have trouble finding an analogy I like. What if grace is air and not-grace is water? I’m breathing air naturally and it sustains me. But if I stick my nose in water and breath in, things go haywire. Breathing in water compromises the flow of air. In the same way, grace is abundantly available and sustaining, but if I stick my nose in performance and good behavior, I’ll no longer be breathing in grace.

Perhaps I’m not able to partake of grace at the same time I am trying to be good enough, get it right, obey the rules. This “fall from grace” is actually a loss of intimacy, a feeling of disconnect that is inevitable when I try to be good.

Oddly, I’m often “good” in order to connect, not realizing it has the opposite effect. I have settled for false, transactional “intimacy.” When I show up as a performer, it’s the wrong currency for connection. No experience has taught me this more than marriage. There is no way to “get it right.” The only way to connect is to show up as me. Damn, I hate that. The curated, filtered, controlled version of me seems so much better than actual me.

Father’s House puts it this way: “Jesus and Father God only relate to you based on the Covenant that you are in, and that is the New Covenant based on His matchless grace and mercy.”2 I can perform all I want, but when I do I’m not occupying relational space with God. Also, “Grace is not a superpower to fulfill the old covenant.”3 Say what? I thought that was the whole point. Faith and grace and Spirit enable me to do what I’m not able to do on my own, and that is to be good! Or not.

I’m not super clear on what I’m supposed to do, if not try to be “good.” But Gregory Boyle seems to have an idea:

What if holiness is a contact sport and we are meant to bump into things?

If we allow ourselves to “bump into things,” then we quit measuring. We cease to Bubble-Wrap ourselves against reality. We stop trying to “homeschool” our way through the world so that the world won’t touch us.

A homie told me once, “It’s taken me all these years to see the real world. And once ya see it—there’s only God there.”

With any luck, we don’t protectively encase ourselves from surprising tenderness. We announce to each other that we are alive and kicking, ready to be bumped into.

We don’t want to distance the secular but always bring it closer. It’s only then that ordinary things and moments become epiphanies of God’s presence.

God holds out wholeness to us. Let’s not settle for just spiritual. We are sacramental to our core when we think that everything is holy. The holy not just found in the supernatural but in the Incarnational here and now.

– The Whole Language, excerpts from pages 81-82

This view of life is about as limitless as it gets. Bump into things. See God everywhere, including in me, sacramental to the core.

So don’t you see that we don’t owe this old do-it-yourself life one red cent. There’s nothing in it for us, nothing at all. The best thing to do is give it a decent burial and get on with your new life. God’s Spirit beckons. There are things to do and places to go!

Romans 8:12-14, MSG

Okay Papa God, I’m ready to shake hands on this. I’ll accept Your deal that self-righteousness and good behavior are a no-connection zone, but everything else is on the table: bad behavior, the moment I’m in, my body, the life of each person I know, the tree outside my window.

Maybe “they” are right after all—a healthy limit is freedom.

It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.

Galatians 5:1

Endnotes:
1Father’s House, page 89
2Father’s House, page 83
3Father’s House, Session Five video teaching

2 thoughts on ““Holiness is a contact sport”

  1. Pamela Tarango's avatarPamela Tarango

    That’s deep and I’m gonna reread when I can do it unhurried, which I can’t do at the moment. I’m not in the right frame of mind. 😳 I’m pretty sure you can relate to that.

    When I first read “fallen from grace” in that context, I pictured me removing myself from grace by my actions and choices. You went on to express it so well….”trying to be good enough, get it right, obey the rules.” Such a prison!

    Your piece is very timely, Tobi. Monday I sort of had a little meltdown… I screamed loud and long enough to feel a little better without my neighbors hearing, and I said every swear 🤬 word I knew…more than once.😩 I’m not proud of that BUT I feel it is progress that I can admit it.

    I eventually pondered alternate words I hope to blurt out next time. 😁 Darn it, dadgummit, shoot, fiddlesticks, phooey, etc. Hm, I’m going to have to find my dammit doll. It would’ve been helpful to beat it really hard against stuff during my meltdown!

    I thank God for Psalm 103:14!!! I seem to forget but He remembers that I am dust!! 👍🏼🤸🏼‍♂️👏🏻 He probably hopes that more often I’ll remember, in a nutshell, Al-Anon…

    Step 1 I can’t
    Step 2 He can
    Step 3 I’ll let Him

    Thanks again for letting us hear your thoughts. BTW, those book titles and your group sound interesting!!

    Love, Aunt Pam

    Sent from my iPhone

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    1. Tobi Goff's avatartobigoff Post author

      It’s either deep, or it just doesn’t make sense because I was falling asleep as I finished writing this afternoon!

      Thank you for sharing about your meltdown. I’m still learning to be honest about those things too, and every time someone else shares it reminds me that it’s okay to be human.

      A dammit doll sounds like a worthwhile investment. Tell me more!

      Regarding the two books, this is my second time through both. I think you would enjoy both of them. Father’s House is a video-based Bible study curriculum with a workbook, and The Whole Language is just a regular book, one of my very favorites.

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